Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Netherlands and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Arcadia to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Lyres. All the underground hits.
All 10cc tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Christie record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Spoonie Gee record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Hood,
The Doors,
Sällskapet,
The Fuzztones,
Bang On A Can,
Pere Ubu,
David Axelrod,
Model 500,
Hardrive,
Joensuu 1685,
Rufus Thomas,
Nils Olav,
Joey Negro,
Connie Case,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Ultra Naté,
Jawbox,
Pussy Galore,
The Move,
Icehouse,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Echospace,
In Retrospect,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Animal Collective,
Peter and Kerry,
Sixth Finger,
The Toasters,
Deadbeat,
Bobbi Humphrey,
cv313,
Moebius,
Wally Richardson,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Eric B and Rakim,
Grandmaster Flash,
Avey Tare,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Associates,
Scratch Acid,
Yazoo,
The Evens,
Charles Mingus,
JFA,
The Residents,
The Grass Roots,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Danielle Patucci,
Cameo,
Con Funk Shun,
Groovy Waters,
Sound Behaviour,
ABC,
Quantec,
Kevin Saunderson,
Janne Schatter,
Al Stewart,
Donny Hathaway,
Electric Prunes,
The Pretty Things,
The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.